I am self-taught, and bought my 1st brush October -18. It only happened overnight, when I had never painted before in my life. I did not believe in myself. Self-confidence was trampled on. I have lived a tough and motley life in destructive conditions. Where the only thing for the day was to be able to continue, to survive, to become strong. I had a vision, a desire to succeed. So I found the strength as I got past the difficulties and slowly got up. I became curious and beca-me acquainted with the colors, technology and inspiration from my life that I could feel at home with. I love challenges. To be able to grow with the task. February-19 I took the courage to try to paint women, strong women, found inspiration from the dance in my life. Continued my search with love and passion, as one wishes it to be. I paint in acrylic, for me it is a perfect me-dium, where I can really paint both abstract and finer. Love to paint in thick layers where the fee-ling I want slowly emerges and grabs the viewer. Then I can continue several more layers. It is life that is in all layers, my life. If you ever finish a painting, I sometimes think to myself. Well, when the special feeling is there, then remember that I am ready, but it must come, it is breath-taking, tickles and gives a loving feeling. Much like when you see a child open his package with twinkling eyes at Christmas. It sparkles in your soul. Then, just then we are here. To change with the task, with life, is to develop. art for me is, in your true sense. It's good to be able to try and find motives, but when you put your own feeling there, the feeling you carry with you through life. The one you tell about in the board. The one that touches the viewer deeply. Where love is, really. I'm actually pretty shy of myself. But today I play theater, and find a huge joy in it. Has danced competition and done his own dance choreography, sewn clothes and done makeup, hair, yes everything. Then I disappear into this enchanting world, and it is a similar feeling to be able to create, feel the anticipation before a performance, in the new dress. Painting that fee-ling, but without a script, feels magical. Then it's my brush I hold in a safe hand.